Wake me up, before you go-go.

Faces.

 You're full of something.

The many faces that I could pull. And piece together and create god.

The faces. I could choose from.

I choose your's. You're full of something.

The face that I can point out of a crowd.

Of the many faces. I could choose from.

You are the god. 

You're full of something.

Gave my first singing lesson today. Missed band because I felt like shit. Getting the official results for my hypoglycemia tomorrow. For now, I'll continue eating. Unfortunately, it makes me feel better. Lot's of weekly homework. And I'm tired as fuck. I miss Aurora. And, I want to read to you tonight. You probably won't let considering you ignore me every time I mention it. Haha. Oh well. I smell like cigarettes and powder. And my lips hurt. I want to cuddle. And pass out. Ah. Ashleigh, what has gotten into you? Ashleigh, wake up.

You kitty. 

A song I just enjoy.